Cerulean

My mood has no form It sits on my chest heavy and warm My mood is not an invited guest Takes over my body and gives me no rest And you have been patient Through every storm Forgive me my baby but what's one more How can I make myself uncomfortable Without getting caught up in the overflow I've been treading quietly, carefully Not willing to be vulnerable But isn't it time Staring into the deep cerulean Dreaming myself into oblivion I could be shedding every skin I'm in Instead I'm getting heavier Now isn't it time How can I make myself uncomfortable Without getting caught up in the overflow I've been treading quietly, carefully Not willing to be vulnerable But isn't it time Staring into the deep cerulean Dreaming myself into oblivion I could be shedding every skin I'm in Instead I'm getting heavier Now isn't it time